Chapter 264 Fighting Werewolves

The fist-to-flesh confrontation is absolutely exciting. Anton and the werewolf come and go in an inexplicable turn-based system. You punched my saliva, and I kicked your werewolf to kneel and shout.

"Aww~~~"

In less than two minutes, the entire forest nearby was destroyed. Several large trees that had grown for an unknown number of years broke and collapsed, blowing up high soil.

But Anton is a wizard after all, not a fighter. He doesn't have any boxing skills, and he has never studied skills such as joint hitting.

While the werewolf fell to his knees, Anton returned to his human form.

"Wow, exciting, too exciting~"

He waved his wand lightly, and clay dolls emerged from the ground one after another, pounced on and grabbed a certain joint of the werewolf.

One after another, until the werewolves were covered with a thick layer of more than ten tons of soil.

Paji, the werewolf fell down completely, and was crushed to the ground by the huge weight.

"Super lore - the strong man locks the wolf."

Anton laughed loudly, yelling the names of the tricks, and waved his wand again, causing the soil to surge and roll around.

Along the five-meter range of Anton, the soil stopped moving forward and began to pile up high towards the sky.

In the end, it turned into a huge cover covering the entire sky.

"This trick is called..."

"Ok……"

Anton thought for a while, then looked down at the werewolf's head protruding from the dirt, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Let's call it the Banshee Domain."

The wand rested lightly on his neck, and a low-frequency voice came out of his mouth, "Ah~~~~"

Terrifying cries echoed in the confined space.

"!!!"

The werewolf's eyes turned red in an instant, struggling and trembling, and roaring like a beast.

Boom!

The dirt on his body was lifted off by a huge force, and the werewolf roared angrily, and rushed towards Anton.

But halfway, he fell weakly, rolled on the ground, and finally rolled down in front of Anton.

Anton raised his left hand upwards gently and gracefully, and the werewolf floated up involuntarily, and several ropes that appeared out of nowhere pulled its hands and feet, turning it into a huge "big" character.

Oh, it should be 'wood'.

Don't get me wrong, the extra is the giant werewolf tail.

It, too, had only its tail to move, and it was wagging wildly, its huge werewolf head full of fear.

The screams in Anton's mouth continued.

Under the vision of the magic eye and Grindelwald's eyes, circles burst and covered the werewolf, distorting its soul.

As expected, it is a magical animal that is as dangerous as a fire dragon. Its magic resistance is high, and it is not like a weak little snake or a rune snake.

The power of the 'Banshee's Wail' was reduced little by little, to the point where the spell could barely wrap the werewolf's soul.

"..."

Anton stopped barking and looked at the werewolf with a frown.

"No, no, adjusting the power alone cannot achieve the ability to adjust the soul."

"Even this twisted angle is fraught with uncertainty."

"Too rough, like a hammer instead of forceps."

With a light tap of the wand, the fallen huge tree quickly transformed into a sofa chair, sat cross-legged on it, and took out the notepad from the messenger bag to look at the previous records.

In order to prevent the sound from being transmitted, the mud cover rolled and surged, turning into a circular high wall, allowing the sunlight from the sky to shine down.

The breeze is blowing, and the leaves are rustling.

From time to time, there are a few birdsong.

Everything returned to silence.

Such a quiet afternoon, unknowingly makes people lazy.

The sofa chair slowly deformed and stretched forward, allowing Anton to recline comfortably on it. Another branch bends and deforms from the side, protruding a small circular platform in the direction of the sofa.

Various ingredients floated out of the snuff box, and under the magical light, they turned into a glass of iced grape juice and a small plate of grape milk buns.

Anton raised his head slightly, staring at the werewolf floating in mid-air.

He stroked his chin, "Where should I start?"

"The werewolf..."

Anton simply dug out all the notepads on werewolf research from the snuff box, the sofa quickly transformed into an ergonomic office chair, a wide table appeared in front of him, and put the notepads on it.

Before he knew it, he had already recorded the contents of seventeen notebooks.

The very first page was just mapping the werewolf arm.

"A werewolf arm?"

Anton only felt a flash of inspiration, but he couldn't catch it.

After thinking for a long time, I had to continue to look through the previous research records.

Bionic Charm A thorough simulation of a werewolf.

Inspired by the wisdom of the Witch Volcanova, she figured out that Wolf's Poison is a curse that affects the wizard's will.

So he developed the "Soul Scalpel", fine-tuned Lupine's wizard's will, and created dark green cracks that deceived the will, allowing Lupine to freely choose the time of werewolf transformation every month.

Later, together with Professor Snape, he and Professor Snape developed the potion of 'deceived will', which completely freed Lupine from the pain of being a werewolf, and the effect lasted for ten years.

It seems to have solved this problem perfectly, but hidden dangers still exist. Will Wolfsbane and Blood Curse change because of the wizard's own magic power or a certain spell? Will the 'Deceived Will' potion I drink interfere with other potions I drink later?

Everything is unknown.

The world of magic is so unpredictable that it is really difficult to say that everything is safe.

The most troublesome thing is that Wolf's Poison and Blood Curse are both inherited. Wolfsbane is even worse, it is contagious.

Infectiousness is also a major problem for werewolves to be rejected by everyone.

Even if there is a will-deceiving potion that is more powerful than wolfbane potion, this kind of potion with extremely high cost is still not affordable for ordinary families.

No one wants to be infected with chamaejasma.

What about subsequent research?

Anton drank the Potion of True Knowledge in the Potions class and turned into a werewolf more than ten meters tall. Oh, Anton didn't care about the size. What he cared more about was another discovery he made at the time.

Exchange of human information and werewolf information.

He managed to make werewolves grow human-like hair.

His hair is exactly the kind of red with platinum luster.

"Exchange of information?"

Anton raised his eyebrows, stuffed a small bun into his mouth, and his brain was running wildly.

"Since there is no way to do it overnight, let's take it step by step." After drinking the iced grape juice in one breath, he released the cleaning spell to clean up the cups and saucers, and Anton waved his wand to let everything float into the snuffbox inside.

Walking up to the werewolf, he rubbed his hands and looked at it with a smile.

"Let's have a discussion, how about changing your human appearance?"

The wand slightly raised, pointed at the werewolf's huge head, thought for a while, then moved to the werewolf's arm, and then moved to the werewolf's slender hairy legs.

"Whoever the little rooster points to, that's who!"

Eventually, the wand was pointed at the werewolf's head.

"Congratulations, Mr. Werewolf, you will get a human head, quack quack~~~"

The Forbidden Forest was very quiet. Anton cast a disillusionment spell on himself and the werewolf, and floated to the branch of a tall tree in the distance.

Rubbing the time converter with his left hand, he raised his slender index finger and flicked it lightly, and he and the werewolf quickly traveled through time.

It didn't take long to go back in time, and Anton brought it to this morning.

In the long river of time, all the black threads of the soul become fluffy.

Anton stared at the werewolf with interest and licked his lips.

"Little boy, don't move. Ask uncle to check on you."